The Bald Frog and the Wig

So, I was filling out my profile page and saw the one entitled "random question." I thought that might be interesting and the question was to tell the story about the bald frog and the wig. My answer was too big so I copied it and am posting it here! :) Will have to fix it up as a story goes but not a bad 1st draft! :) :)

THE BALD FROG AND THE WIG

There once was a wig. Not a very interesting wig, mind you. Just a plain brown, straight hair wig. But it had dreams, BIG dreams. Unfortunately, as a wig it couldn't actually Do anything so it lay around on the ground where it had blown off it's most recent head and dreamed. One day a bald frog happened across the wig laying there near the path through the nature park. Now, of course, we all know that ALL frogs are bald but this one cared that he didn't have hair. He wanted to have lovely hair like he'd seen on that TV the tramp under the bridge had. He wanted hair like that man Fabio on the TV! Of course, as a frog he had no money for any of those hair growth chemicals and he wasn't sure they'd work on a frog anyway. So he hopped around the preserve morosly wishing for hair and dreaming of sitting on the big rock in the little pond with his lovely locks blowing in the wind like Fabio! But then he landed on the wig! It wasn't a big wig, really almost more of a toupe (which is why it came off of people so often). He didn't know what was so soft under him but he figured out it looked like Hair!!! Oh glorious day! It was a wig like on the TV! A wig that fit him! And look at all that hair! He scooped it up with his mouth and threw it up. Now the wig was so excited to be taken up by someone it did a back flip and landed neatly on the little green head. The frog was so excited to have his beautiful hair he headed straight to the big rock! The other frogs laughed at him so loud the wig though they were cheering and waved and waved in the wind - AT LAST he was famous! The frog was so happy to have long hair like Fabio that he didn't even hear the other frogs (of course the wig covered his ears so he couldn't hear them anyway). He just sat there shaking his hair in the wind dreaming about how beautiful he looked. Then some girl frogs swam buy and he decided that he really needed to get their attention. As he prepared to dive into the water after them the wig realized he was going in! OH NO! If only he could talk - he can't hold on in water - Don't Jump! He thought frantically willing the frog to stay on the rock. But, to no avail the frog dove into the water with a great final flip of his lovely new hair and KER-SPLASH! He came up bald. The poor wig floated down to the bottom of the pond and its brown color just blended right into the mud. The girl frogs saw that he'd lost his silly hair and laughed as they swam on. The Bald Frog was bald again and more depressed than ever. He hopped off to the bridge to watch the tramp's little TV dreaming about finding hair again. The poor wig was stuck at the bottom of the pond, cold, wet, muddy, and miserable. Until one day...Oh, whoops that's another story! The story about the little mannequin. Off to bed now!